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My friend Daniella is always masterminding some sort of project wherein she organizes her friends (many of whom are musicians) to record songs written by her other friends and then put them on a CD for one of them. (Examples are here and here.)

These are all covers of songs written by the tributees, who happen to be songwriters. I'm not a songwriter, but I was just thinking that if I had a lot of musician friends, I'd want them to make me an album of themselves covering my favourite songs, and I'd want one of those songs to definitely be One Was Johnny. I think of all the songs from Really Rosie, this one could best be covered in an interesting, "grown-up" sort of fashion.

I need to make friends with more musicians who will do this for me.

Of course, most of the songs would have to be showtunes, because most of my favourite songs are. But I think it could be quite nice to hear showtunes sung in non-showtune-y styles.

If any of you lurkers are musicians, please start conspiring behind my back. My birthday is in 10 months.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:54 PM | shower me with attention

I think I should move to Sweden.

Admittedly, this came to me a few minutes ago as I drank my first cup of coffee of the day, after having a dream about my Swedish friends, while reading an article about the political climate of Sweden, after reading an article about George W. Bush.

But, still, I think I should move to Sweden. For awhile. Six months, maybe. Just to be somewhere else. I need to be shaken up. I need to do something different. Not now; now I have a lease. But after. Maybe. I should move to Sweden.

But what would I do there?

Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:55 PM | shower me with attention

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Guy at work today asked me when was the last time I went to the gym. (Back when I was going to the gym sometimes we would talk about the gym.) I said. "Clearly I haven't been awhile" and he nodded and said, "Clearly."

While I'm sure he meant no harm (he was trying to make friendly conversation), I do not need to be reminded of the 20 pounds I've gained since Christmas. I am quite good at reminding myself of that every moment of the day. So, please, if you happen to notice that I am an even bigger, fatter blob than I was six months ago, you don't have to remind me of it. I'm aware.

Honest.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:13 PM | shower me with attention

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

I was watching A Goofy Movie, that underappreciated gem of '90's animated features, when Gina reminded me that I'm supposed to be boycotting Disney.

When I continued to watch it (I'm weak), she sent me the following email:

Hugh says you are very naughty for watching Disney.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:11 PM | shower me with attention

Holy crap, look what erin found!!!

Pretty clothes. For fat girls. That don't cost a million dollars.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:05 PM | shower me with attention

Monday, September 11, 2006

I remember, I just can't face that commute today, and my body is full of pain from the walk yesterday, and I think I caught Gina's sore throat. I feel icky. But the main reason I'm home today, and I'm sorry, J-Rock, for admitting it, but it's because I have to go past all the hullabaloo at Ground Zero every day and it's easy to ignore it when there's not this level of hullabaloo, but my commute takes me to the World Trade Center at almost exactly 8:46 am every single day, and today is the day I don't want to be there.

But also, achy and sore throat, so it is a legitimate workday cop-out of physical pain.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:51 AM | shower me with attention

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Race photos are up!

Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:31 PM | shower me with attention

Thanks a lot, you fuckers. Now I have to boycott ABC (no Lost) and now I have to boycott Disney.

That hurts.

On a more cheerful note, the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure was a lot of fun. I'm pretty achy and exhausted, but Cheryl, Steph M and I crossed the finish together, 1 hour and 32 minutes after we started (including a bathroom break and a meet-up with Lucy.) We even met Kitana for lunch afterwards, the first time we've seen her since she got back from her summer in Colombo.

I'll upload pictures when Flickr rights itself from its technical difficulties, but in the meantime, here's a camera-phone picture of Gina and Cheryl at around 8 am this morning in front of the Museum of Natural History. You will be pleased to note, erin, that your logo design drew lots of compliments and stares, even my upside-down version.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:07 PM | shower me with attention

Tonight Gina drove me to my parents' house so we could use our printer to make the iron-on transfers for our team tee shirs. They came out perfectly except for the very first two, which I accidentally ironed on upside down. I used the one extra transfer to do it right on the back side of Cheryl's shirt, so mine will be the only upside-down one. I find this both funny and apt; I am the spaz of the group, after all.

I hope our tee shirts don't offend anyone or cause trouble tomorrow. I think they're just beautiful and in the spirit of the day, which should be to celebrate life (and thus, breasts.)

I'll try to remember to bring my camera tomorrow and get some pictures. Thanks, by the way, to everyone who contributed to our team,with donations and well-wishes alike.

Gotta get up in six hours, so good night.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:15 AM | shower me with attention